So I haven’t moved in 23-1/2 years. And I’m moving from a larger place to a comparatively smaller one. I’ve been taking it easy so far – and I’m invoking my overall life mantra from the last couple of years – ‘My life is effortless and delightful’, now adding in prosperous just for good measure.
It’s the thousands of books that are staring me down. I have all the little spaces in the smallest room emptied, plus the bookshelf. And those books are pretty much dispersed. I have 9 or 10 bags to take to Half-Price Books, hopefully tomorrow. And then more bookcases and then more and then….
I’ve been giving away and clearing out for quite sometime – which doesn’t seem to have made much of a dent. I’ll call Cincinnati Bell tomorrow and figure out the computer wiring / wifi set up, and then decide whether to go ahead and move the big stuff now, and do cleaning and organizing while looking out at the Twin Lakes or keep cleaning and organizing here, looking out at the birds and squirrels.
I’m hanging in there, only partly daunted! : > And only for a few moments at a time….